Today I am giving you Blender Ukulele Chords By 5 Seconds Of Summer. You can play Blender on guitar as well as on ukulele. Capo 1st Fret

TITLE: Blender Ukulele Chords By 5 Seconds Of Summer

[VERSE]

Is it {G}lonely where you are?
All the {Bm}way across the room
With a {G}knife inside your heart
I feel it, {Bm}too, hmm
Is it {G}just the way we are?
Always {Bm}burning through the roof
Oh, I {G}guess only the stars would know the {Bm}truth

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[PRE-CHORUS]

I’d {G}die for you, I’d die for you
I’d {Bm}die for you {For you}
I {G}tried for you, I tried for you, I {Bm}tried
But all I hear is

[CHORUS]

{G}All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the {Bm}bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never {G}ends now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round {Bm}again in an emotional blender
{G}All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the {Bm}bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never {G}ends, now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round {Bm}again in an emotional blender

[VERSE]

But we {G} just can’t keep away
When you {Bm}know me like you do
It’s {G}supernatural, got me howling at the {Bm}moon

[PRE-CHORUS]

I’d {G}die for you, I’d die for you
I’d {Bm}die for you {For you}
I {G}tried for you, I tried for you, I {Bm}tried
But all I hear is

[CHORUS]

{G}All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the {Bm}bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never {G}ends now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round {Bm}again in an emotional blender
{G}All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the {Bm}bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never {G}ends, now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round {Bm}again in an emotional blender

[BRIDGE]

{G}Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-{Bm}oh, oh-oh-oh
{G}Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-{Bm}oh, oh-oh-oh {Ooh}
{G}Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-{Bm}oh, oh-oh-oh
{G}Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-{Bm}oh, oh-oh-oh

[CHORUS]

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{G}All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the {Bm}bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never {G}ends, now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round {Bm}again in an emotional blender

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